[ he is not surprised, he didn't know the other's circumstances. shadow faces what's before him like everything else, he remains suspicious and wary, but to meet someone with his face? how is he to trust that, he knew what he knew, but not what the other knew. how he saw things? that didn't matter to shadow, but he knows that he didn't give the other a chance to strike.

he didn't give the other a chance to even attempt.

shadow's good at that, cutting off advances, backing individuals into a corner, looking down on them. he knows actually what he did to the other. ]

I didn't trust you.

[ how could he? he's not asking for forgiveness, why would he do that when he knows what he did? ] I didn't know who "you" were, I knew what I thought of you.

[ he still doesn't know who they are, but one thing's for certain. ]

From her perspective, this isn't you either.

[ and how is he to know who "they" are? not his place at this point anymore, the amount of attempts to get rid of him has been met with realization or interruption.

they learn what they see, but they fail upon execution and try again. ]

Tch. Show me who you are. I'm not moving.

[ the unfortunate fate that he too has taken part in once before, but not like this. those replicas didn't feel pain, didn't bleed, nor could relate to him. this hedgehog won't be able to find himself out unless he can clear this fog before his eyes.

a hand comes to his own chest as he stands properly. ]

Again, I am your target.